Thursday, May 21, 2009

Life's Battles

“… Black shining eyes stared out from red-painted faces. The foul, bitter aura of hate swam around us. Their muscles, drenched with sweat, flexed to battle ready. An eerie quiet held both armies captive for an instant, and then we collided with blood-curdling yells, the clang of metal meeting metal and the desperate gasp of lives being taken.
Boy against man.
Man against boy.
Numb to pain, I moved instinctively, dodging a blade and swinging my sword at my attackers. Smoke stole the air. Breathing became an effort.
Time ceased to be.
Reason ceased to be.
And then the battle grew worse.”
(Copyright © 2009 Kathi Oram Peterson)

This scene takes place in chapter two of my book, The Forgotten Warrior. It is in the point of view of Tarik, a stripling warrior as he fights in the battle for Judea. Last week on my blog I wrote about the Battle of Judea, so I won’t go into detail here. I’ll just say that this was the first battle the stripling warriors were engaged in. They had been running for two days previously and had never been in battle before, yet they were brave and courageous as they tried to make a stand and fill in for their fathers. And as the story goes, not one of the stripling warriors died. They were wounded, but none were killed.

In juxtaposition to this scene is Syd’s story. Her mother is battling cancer. As the second chapter unfolds we learn that her mother undergoes surgery and her future looks very bleak.

Both incidences─Tarik’s battle and Syd’s mother battling cancer─have something in common, life hangs in the balance. Syd feels as though she is going to war for her mother, she is struggling to preserve her family and the life she knows. Tarik feels the same way. He, too, is fighting to preserve not only his family, but his country and his freedom.

There are so many battles to fight in this life. Just growing up is a challenge, but when tragedy strikes, such as war or cancer, it seems as though things are insurmountable.
How do we cope?
How do we know that the battle is worth fighting?
I’d love to hear from you and what you think.

A friend sent me this video that shows a bear thrown into a life and death situation and how he escapes. Are these animals symbolic of our lives? You be the judge.


  1. Muddling through life itself is a battle at times- being satisfied with what you have instead of pining for what you want or expected to get but didn't. Enduring to the end is a daily battle, to shrug off doubt, fear and disappointment, to leave the enemy of our souls no way into our lives is a constant effort to become positive and find happiness in what is.

  2. Very profound! You make an excellent point to be happy with what is and not pine for what isn't. Though, I do think some people, such as Syd's mother, battling a life-threating disease, may have a different take on this. I'm sure Syd's mother appreciates her life and what she has, but it would only be human for her to wish her situation could be different. What do you think?

  3. Interesting video! It's interesting that the bears' behavior is so dog-like.



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